Monday, April 11, 2011


I am deviating from the normal 30 Day Blog Challenge here for just a bit. I had some other thoughts I felt the urge to share.

Today is the day Ian turns in our preferences list of where we want to go and where we really do NOT want to go. Now begins the long two weeks until we find out where the Army is sending us! I know we will make the absolute best of wherever we go, but we are keeping our fingers crossed for our top choices!

  • Fort Campbell, KY - short drive to Nashville! And Dollywood! 
  • Fort Stewart, GA - near Savannah..can you say Paula Deen???! 
  • Hawaii - Need I say more? 
  • Germany - Europe! Traveling! No quarantine! 
  • Italy/Germany (apparently they are sure which one the job is for) - see above
  • Fort Carson, CO - Skiing! Friends in CO, half way between our families! 
Hopefully we will know before Easter :-) 

But this really got me thinking. The old adage for the Army is "hurry up and wait." This not only is true for our soldiers, but for their families as well. It seems we are always waiting on something. For exciting times - troops returning home from deployment, learning where we will move next, days until block leave, days until we can see our families again. And for the unhappy times - for the word on the actual day our loved ones will leave us for a war zone, for congress to approve budgets, for movers to arrive with all our goods, for phone calls from the husband when he is away. Full disclosure here, during my darkest days of deployment when I faced high levels of anxiety, I even found myself waiting for the doorbell to ring with bad news. (More about that at a later date...I finally found ways to avoid letting myself "go there"). 

Now, for those of you who know me well, you know that I am NOT a patient person. I have full road rage, find my temper rising with too slow of lines at the grocery store, and do not like being late to anything. So needless to say, the Army has definitely pushed my comfort zone. And that's good. I now find ways to occupy myself so I don't obsess over all those many details I can't control. I cook, I workout, I surround myself with amazing girlfriends, and lucky for me, Ian is one of the most patient people I have ever met. Ever! 
I also have grown exponentially in my faith. I know things will work out the way they are supposed to and cheesy as it may be, I believe that everything happens for a reason. So if we do end up in Korea or Fort Polk, LA, I know that we are supposed to be there and will just have to make the best of it! 

I do not mean this to sound like I am complaining, because I believe being an Army wife is the best job and that it has made me a better person and continues to push me and challenge me. I just wish the Army would better abide by my timelines ;-) 


  1. Great post! It's an on-going struggle for me as well to realize I can't control everything (anything?) in this crazy Army life. Not good for us control freaks!!

    And I know I may be biased, but I'm rooting for Fort Campbell! :)

  2. Aw! LOVE it! I'm just starting to learn about this no-control thing when it comes to being an Army wife, so I'm definitely learning from you ladies! Glad to know that we are all control freaks and all in the same boat!

  3. hahaha and in true Army form, Ian didn't get to turn his list in after all today... the guy interviewing him is not coming until Wednesday now, which will most likely push the find-out date back too. BUT, I am thankful he's coming! With the potential shutdown, he was not going to be allowed to come!